When Mo Ziyan fell to the ground, he hit his head and felt dizzy. But when he heard the word "prison," his mind cleared instantly.
"Father, no, please let me explain, this water... this water is problematic."
Mo Ziyan broke free from the hands of his henchmen and scrambled to the ground to hug Liang Guohuang's leg.
The imperial physician was shocked that Mo Ziyan would reveal the truth himself. The physician in charge of tampering with the water was terrified and his face turned ashen.
"Tell me, what's wrong with this water?"
Emperor Liang favored Consort Lan, and out of love for her, he poured more effort into this son than into his other sons.
He couldn't bear to give up his son.
The Empress reached out to support the Emperor, her gaze falling on Nangong Zeyue, who remained calm and composed.
A mix of emotions welled up inside her—worry, surprise, and relief—bringing tears to her eyes.
No wonder her Xuan'er was so calm and kept giving her reassuring looks; it was because he had already seen through Mo Ziyan's schemes.
Mo Ziyan glanced back at the imperial physician, then pointed at the palace maid who brought in the water, "Father, it must have been her oversight that she didn't personally draw clean well water from the well."
The palace maid was so frightened that she knelt down with a "plop," her body trembling like a leaf.
She kowtowed repeatedly, saying, "Your Majesty, I am innocent! This bowl of water was given to me by Physician Hu."
"Doctor Hu, please tell me what's going on with this water?"
Physician Hu was none other than the very person who had solemnly sworn an oath, even risking his life for him.
Seeing the Emperor's sharp gaze, Physician Hu knelt down and begged for mercy, "Your Majesty, spare my life. It was my foolishness. Suddenly, a prince appeared out of Wanling. I was worried that someone had ill intentions. In order to prevent the evildoers from succeeding, I risked my life to tamper with the water."
Physician Hu dared not reveal Mo Ziyan's identity; by confessing, he might be able to escape death.
If the Third Prince is exposed, his whole family will die.
Nangong Zeyue sneered inwardly, but said outwardly without showing it, "A mere imperial physician dares to do such a grand deception. Surely no one is unwilling for me to return. Did my return ruin someone's grand plan?"
"Xuan'er, you are not a commoner." The Empress felt very sad when she heard her son calling her a commoner.
"How could a mere imperial physician have the guts to do that? There must be someone behind him instigating this."
As the empress spoke, her gaze fell upon Mo Ziyan, who was clinging to the emperor's leg.
The emperor wasn't stupid; he naturally knew that a mere imperial physician wouldn't have the courage or the concern for the country and its people.
As for who was behind it all, he knew perfectly well.
He shouted towards the outside of the hall, "Guards, drag him out and beat him to death with sticks!"
"Your Majesty, spare my life! I dare not do it again!"
Physician Hu wept bitterly and looked at Mo Ziyan.
As soon as he finished speaking, two guards entered. Mo Ziyan said coldly, "Drag him away and beat him severely. Give him a quick death."
Those who followed Mo Ziyan in the hall felt a chill in their hearts. They worked for Mo Ziyan hoping to rise to prominence, not just to have a quick and easy life.
"Your Highness!"
Just as Physician Hu was wailing and howling, a cold light flashed before everyone's eyes, and the shouts stopped abruptly.
"Third Prince, is this what you call satisfying?"
Nangong Zeyue picked up the gauze from the tray and wiped her hands, as if she had just touched something dirty.
"you!"
"His Highness is not satisfied!!!"
When everyone came to their senses, they could see clearly that Doctor Hu had a dagger stuck in his chest, and blood was gushing out.
The two guards and everyone else gasped.
His technique was precise, ruthless, and swift, completely unlike his refined and elegant appearance.
Emperor Liang was so shocked that he stood there stunned for a long time, unable to recover.
His son gave him another surprise.
As the heir to the throne, wisdom and ruthlessness are both indispensable.
He grew to love his son more and more the more he looked at him.
Upon seeing that Physician Hu was dead, Mo Ziyan stood up abruptly, his pupils contracting slightly.
No wonder all the men I sent out were defeated by him; he's a ruthless guy!
"Father, he... he actually killed someone right in front of you!" Mo Ziyan's eyes darted around, trying to provoke the Liang Emperor's anger.
Emperor Liang didn't even glance at him, as if he hadn't heard a word.
Nangong Zeyue looked at Mo Ziyan with indifference, as if he were a clown.
Seeing that the ministers in the hall were all pale with fright, the Empress said to the guards, "Quickly get them out of here, lest they offend the Emperor's eyes."
Under everyone's watchful eyes, the dying Physician Hu was carried out, and palace maids quickly brought water and wiped the floor clean, as if nothing had ever happened.
Emperor Liang immediately ordered another bowl of water to be prepared, and this time, the two drops of blood quickly mixed together.
Emperor Liang immediately announced that Nangong Zeyue was the legitimate prince.
The Empress was so moved that she held the Emperor's hand, which trembled uncontrollably, and tears welled up in her eyes.
Her Xuan'er has finally returned legitimately.
The ministers immediately knelt down and kowtowed, "Welcome back, Your Highness!"
The sound echoed in the hall for a long time. Mo Ziyan's attempt to steal a chicken backfired, leaving him furious but helpless.
Mo Ziqian stepped forward and greeted Nangong Zeyue with a warm smile, "Welcome back, Your Majesty."
He then bowed to the Emperor and Empress, saying, "Congratulations, Father! Congratulations, Mother! Your Majesty, the clouds have finally parted and the moon is shining brightly."
Mo Ziyan composed himself and joined Mo Ziqian in congratulating the Emperor and Empress.
He walked up to Nangong Zeyue and whispered in her ear, "Don't be too smug. We'll see."
Seeing the Emperor's ambiguous gaze, Mo Ziyan raised his voice and said loudly, "Welcome back, Eldest Brother."
Just as Mo Ziyan was about to step down, and the Emperor was about to announce the end of the blood-drop kinship test,...
Nangong Zeyue cupped his hands in greeting to the Emperor. “Father, I did not return empty-handed. I brought back seeds that other countries could not buy even with a lot of money. With those seeds, the yield of our Liang Kingdom will be greater, the people will live a richer life, and Liang Kingdom will naturally become stronger.”
"Good, good, Father has also received the news. The rumors that the Sang people are trying to steal seeds that other countries have purchased at great expense at the border have spread far and wide."
Emperor Liang was in an excellent mood today, and his mental state was better than usual.
Nangong Zeyue changed the subject, "Father, I also brought back another gift. If you feel uncomfortable looking at it later, I can clean it up for you."
"What gifts need to be cleaned out?"
Mo Ziyan looked up and met Nangong Zeyue's crescent-shaped fox eyes.
For some reason, that smile sent a chill down his spine, and a bad feeling welled up inside him.
Liang Guo waved his hand, "It's alright. When I was young, I also went to the countryside to observe the people's conditions. I've been to cowsheds and stables, and I didn't feel uncomfortable at all."
The ministers were also bewildered, secretly wondering if they had brought fertilizer for growing vegetables.
Nangong Zeyue clapped his hands a few times outside the hall, and amidst everyone's expectant gazes, several ragged, dusty-faced people were dragged in.
"this……"
Emperor Liang did not expect that there would be several people.
When he looked at those people in surprise, he had a sense of familiarity.
Mo Ziyan's legs went weak, and he staggered back two steps.
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